Volume 1, Chapter 43: He Yunshen is Drugged
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"Hmph! It's not Xu Lin's fault either; he has already done a wonderful job in front of my parents."
A tremendous roar echoed across a radius of ten thousand miles, leaving the surrounding cultivators with a buzzing in their ears, accompanied by the overwhelming shockwave.
"All of you possess cultivation bases, yet you keep the items and spirit artifacts in your storage bags just to look at them?"
Yan Guangyi hooked the corner of his lips and used his hand to massage the soft flesh pressed against him, applying enough force to cause her a dull pain.
Not only did he honestly manage his own family business, but he also refrained from engaging in vicious commercial competition against the Meng family.
About ten minutes later, a faint glow appeared ahead in the woods—that was the bonfire Meng Chao had lit.
Xu Lin lowered his head, stopped the car, and took a look only to find that this silly girl had actually fallen asleep. To be able to fall asleep amidst such bumpy motion, you really are something else.
At this point, how could Meng Jingshan fail to understand that County Magistrate Song Zhiyi's actions today were all intended to pave the way for the Meng family?
At noon, Wang Yu took Lin Dong to a restaurant outside the school. This was a place she frequented; there was no need to wait in line, the interior was spacious, and there weren't many people.
A piercing sound came from beneath the water, and the surface surrounding Meng Chao gradually began to stir. He, too, felt the subtle changes in the water ripples.
After all, when Zhu Houzhao ascended the throne, he was still a child in his early teens. Playing is a child's nature, so it was hardly a fault beyond forgiveness.
Watching the family of three enjoying their harmonious time together, Lu Zexi felt an immense sense of pride. The only regret was that he had failed to properly protect the physical vessel of Zhenwu.
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Instantly regaining hope and lifting their spirits, the crowd fixed their gazes upon the Yellow Emperor, as if asking what his strategy might be and how they should proceed next.
"How could that work? If your daddy finds out, he'll start making a fuss with me again, and the consequences would be even worse than me going to see Old Xu. No, it won't do," Father Ye refused without a second thought.
Because he also possessed the "Master-level Dual-Weapon Attack" granted by the "Trickster Assassin," and had yet to find any powerful one-handed weapons, he was reluctant to waste this divine-level skill if he could manage to secure two of them.
He had once wondered why two people with world-views as extreme as opposite poles could end up together, unable to let go no matter what. Why on earth was this?
The Huaxia group was not particularly surprised; after all, given the current standing of Yamato Sakito on the Fusang server, it would be impossible without some means of winning people over.
"Zijin?" Seeming to notice Liu Zijin's momentary distraction, Liu An turned his head slightly and called out gently.
"Tower Master Qin is indeed meticulous and has already organized the past events so methodically. Indeed, this old man also believes that this Moonlight Legacy Abode must have some connection with the Wanyue Sect." The thin-faced elder's countenance was filled with an approving smile, his wise gaze fixed upon Qin Rumeng as he nodded in agreement with his own brilliant deduction.
Before Mu Youchen could say anything, Mu Qianxun felt a piercing gaze fixed upon her, causing the surrounding temperature to drop by several degrees.
"It's fine! Even if you cannot use your primordial energy, I will carry you through and fight our way out!" Liu Hao looked at Tian Shang and said with firm determination.
As his thoughts drifted, the scene of Mofeng Mountain actually materialized before his eyes: flying snow filling the sky, cold winds howling past his ears, stinging his cheeks with a biting pain.
Yie Qingcheng lowered her exquisite head to sip her wine, yet through the reflection of the glass vessel before her, she caught the gaze and actions of the Crown Prince. Having a Grade 6 physique still offered immense benefits; otherwise, even if she knew how to exploit loopholes, she wouldn't truly care to witness the Crown Prince's reaction.
However, in their view, that Twisted Fate casting his ultimate was merely an attempt to confirm their location, provide vision for his teammates, and let them secure the dragon with peace of mind.
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When it came to reaction speed, Yie Qingcheng had already undergone millions of training sessions back in the modern era, and she was by no means inferior to Elder Luo. In terms of combat experience, she was equally unmatched, even proving more seasoned than him. The very moment he initiated his move, she had already anticipated the angle and trajectory of his attacks.
A layer of black, viscous impurities slowly seeped out from the surface of her skin, leaving her body feeling lighter and more ethereal. Even her cultivation bottleneck loosened, and Liu Hao felt he was just a hair's breadth away from breaking through to a Tier 4 martial artist.
She was simply puzzled by Mu Youchen's attitude. She could sense that Mu Youchen had been there for quite a while, yet he only appeared now. Clearly, he had heard Xuanyuan Xi's words, and she wondered why he harbored such intense hostility.
The man known as Big Brother Hei contracted his pupils, narrowing them dangerously before giving a wave of his hand, instantly dismissing the dark-element cage binding Yie Qingcheng.
Xie Chunxiong was cultivating in an open clearing, where the entire space was filled with lush green grass and the lingering fragrance of flowers.
Along the way, Master Li's analytical explanations had been thoroughly logical. Although he used many unfamiliar terms, his phrasing was simple and easy to grasp, allowing everyone to understand the core meaning. At a time when the experts from the Ministry of Agriculture were completely helpless, Master Li's explanation appeared to be the most reasonable one thus far.
Perhaps it was due to the resilience of mindset brought by her rebirth, or perhaps because her later affection had simply become too obvious.
Even though this was not her first time meeting Su Tianyuan, she was still filled with awe. Three months ago, although Su Tianyuan was similarly peerless in martial arts and looked down upon the world, his outward appearance at the time was merely that of an ordinary youth.
"Has your mother never spoken to you about her past?" the Saint asked with keen interest. Although he had no children of his own, he had a large group of orphans just like himself to raise, and he always enjoyed telling them stories of his past.
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